Broken Antler Fen Didn't leave a mark

Kareja loped towards the territory, small white paws thudding softly as she ran. She ran not because she was in danger or because she needed to, she ran simply for the joy of running fast. 

The border of the territory caught her attention, making her veer off her straight path and turn so as not to cross it accidentally. She slowed to a stop several feet away from it, stretching out her slender neck to sniff it.

Curious, perhaps they need another member. She sat on white haunches and raised her muzzle to the sky, a soft feminine howl leaving her throat.